Today I looked and nothing was inside
I world where I reside is truly flat
My inspiration met with suicide
The highs and lows have driven it to that
Today I want to crawl inside a shell
The space within will keep the outside far
Emotion that is threatening to well
Can be restrained if I’m not where you are
Today there is no reason I should rhyme
A blanker verse might fit the sorry state
I question if I am in space and time
Can I destroy the void that I create
Today the world is spinning yet not round
In nothing there is solace to be found


Author: thepoetautist

A Gay poet of fifty odd years who is currently living in Cambodia.

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